The new test gives applicants a bonus of 10 points if they say their worst subject in school was science (!), and another 10 if they can say they haven’t been working lately.

It’s backed by a union with a big purse for political campaign contributions.

Getting the planes up and down without crashing, especially in the crowded skies over the airports, is an exceedingly difficult job requiring the highest competence. It has nothing whatsoever to do with any kind of “diversity.” Slacking off on smarts and skills is playing with people’s lives.

Please remember stuff like this the next time you have the opportunity to vote. Never, never, never allow Democrats back into power. And pray the Trump administration is able to put a lid on this folly before any of these new diverse air traffic controllers who stink at science can find their way to a control tower.

Like this:

The thought that somewhere, somehow, someone might be happy is a real downer for anyone in government. So on his way out the door, President *Batteries Not Included had his Food and Drug Administration cook up a few hundred regulations against high-end cigars. No legislation was involved. I mean, really, legislation is so passe…

As cigar magnate Rocky Patel told Tucker Carlson, “You don’t see kids sitting around the schoolyard chain-smoking premium cigars.” Brother, you don’t see me smoking premium cigars! Likening them to fine wine or single-malt scotch gives you an idea what these cigars are all about. I had a box of Don Diegos once, many years ago. Rocky’s telling it like it is.

And these stupid regulations threaten the whole industry. Maybe a lawsuit can save it. Maybe President Trump can wipe out these stupid regulation as he’s wiped out others. Maybe even Congress might venture a tiny bit of legislation–dare we hope?

Well, excuse me for the nonce (another hinky word I felt like using today). I’m going to stand out in the snow and have a cigar.

Yes, it’s Daylight Savings Time again, which means we have to turn our clocks ahead an hour tonight and then, for the next week or so, be short on sleep or else be late for everything.

Is this really stupid, or what?

Bad enough we have neighbors aiming floodlights at our bedroom windows, sedentary jobs that wear us out without benefit of exercise, and a disintegrating culture to stress us out. On top of all that, they’ve got to take away an hour of our sleeping time.

Why don’t they spare us this? Is this just another one of those things that government does because it’s done it for so long, everyone’s forgotten the reason for it–if there ever was one–and nobody thinks anymore, they just freakin’ do it?

No Bible study, no group prayers, no hymn-singing, no crosses on doors–it’s all been banned, thanks to a “complaint” made to the government’s “Fair Housing” agency. I am at a loss to understand how this is “fair.”

Do we still have a First Amendment? If so, where is it?

There is, of course, a lawsuit filed against this high-handed decree. We can pray it succeeds. But why should we need a judge to tell us we can listen to Christian music, and come together to share it, if we want to? And what if the judge says no?

Another thing I can’t understand is why a country in which the vast majority of people are Christians seems to be governed solely in the interests of a tiny, rabidly Christian-hating minority–and why we put up with it. We wouldn’t have put up with it in 1776. Why do we put up with it now?

It’s just an “experiment,” mind you. For one year, “several dozen Stockton families would get $500 a month, no strings attached.” The goal is to gather data on the “economic and social impacts of giving people a basic income,” especially the impacts on, well, “self-esteem and identity.” There is also a “hope” that this experiment will be so wonderfully successful, it will “encourage other places to give it a try.”

Coulda fooled me. I thought it might’ve been an experiment to see how many times one city can go bankrupt in a single decade.

Leftids have been hallucinating about a Universal Basic Income for years now. See, they say, nobody’s gonna work anymore anyhow, ’cause robots gonna be doin’ all the work, so why not pay everybody to sit around playing video games or writing cowboy poetry? What could be more sublime than a kind of perpetual infancy–dependent on government handouts all your life? And you better do what Mommy tells you, or you don’t get no goodies!

Can you imagine the first city to make a UBI an actual public program? It will draw illegal aliens like iron filings to a magnet. It will draw every ne’er-do-well for hundreds of miles around.

But what if you can’t live on $500 a month? Wouldn’t that make it just money down the drain? If you hand someone $6,000 a year and he still goes under, what have you gotten for your money?